Two Poems From DYSEMBODIMENT:

Katherine Chan

The Desire for Neutral

I want to fall in love with a colour like Maggie Nelson does with blue. 
The hue hinges on sacred, untouchable abstractions like feelings 
Even love making is intangible.
To touch something is already an elegy
A loss of the ethereal and the ephemeral
The tragic evaporation of effervescence in the corporeal
Embodiment of 
mind soul
identification
brutal and macabre
The morbid body reduces to a signifier
signifying no more than shapes and sizes
sex already stolen in the mind without premonition 
our imagery readapted, somewhere,
it became yours to colonize 
the most original sin plays the temptress
but we have all forgotten the negative spaces
in between the sexualized and the meaningless.

and from a while back:
The Click
The moments when the mind 
clicks:
Time will always be passing
Years will not cease to be fleeting
and we, friends, will circle back to the same
feeling: the years are going by 
too quickly.
The hearts cannot help but sunder slightly.
What is this trap of a life?
to have, to meet, to spend, 
to remember, only 
to return to the future, where we ask ourselves:
where has the time gone? 
But—wait—
the click
will only take its comfortable place
when we revise the sentimental evaluation of 
Time, 
though scorchingly barren, it will press on. 
Why chase after it in hopes of an answer, 
a solution?
To withhold an honest presence 
in the face of an unforgiving soldier, 
marching on,
as if in insane vengeance—killing, 
not ever halting— 
to be kind, balanced, and transient in 
grieving his 
and our disagreement, 
comes to be our best bet 
in rejoicing rather than mourning 
the innocent, impartial, and eternally 
immeasurable moments. 

Two Poems From DYSEMBODIMENT: